Real Horror Stories From The Internet

  If I remember correctly, I was somewhere in Missouri. I had driven my truck for 5 or 6 hours at a stretch, and I needed a break. So I stopped at an off-ramp, to stretch out, and take a breather. As I pulled out and started smoking a cigarette, a little girl from some direction I couldn't figure out giggled loudly and said, "Hi, mister!". I was stunned by her sudden sound and appearance. My initial reaction was "The hell is a little kid doing out here at this time?". Because it was about to get dark soon. And there were no houses visible nearby. I looked around to spot any cars parked, but there were none. So I tried to figure that out first. I talked back to her and said hi. She then responded to my “Hi” with, "My mommy says you will be ok, don't worry!". Now utterly confused and puzzled by what the little girl had just said, I asked her what she meant. No response. She just stood there, looking at me and not moving a lip. Then all of a sudden, I...

The worst one I can recall from my truck-driving stories, it has to be this one. Oh yes, I am sharing my trucking experience without stepping into the realm of supernatural or extraterrestrial. And yes, I have seen some of that too. So now to the story, it happened in my initial years of trucking. It was when I was driving across the Bisti highway to visit my grandpa in Grants (close to Gallup.) I was just humming drumming my happy ass down the road when I pass 4 identical solid black Dodge Chargers parked on either side of the road. I thought it was weird, but I kept driving. I didn't push the brake at all. Neither did I slow down or anything. I pondered upon it for a while but continued driving. I took a look in my rear view a few miles later, and guess what I saw! The four Dodge Chargers. They were trailing me. They kept following me and maintained the same distance. I started getting a bit freaked out at a point. Especially when two of them break off and get in front of me, and...

It was a regular lockdown drill Thursday in school, and all of us were waiting for the bell to ring twice. It was so that we could complete the drill, and sit back without any stress. The last hour of the school had started, but yet there was no sign of the bell ringing, which was very unusual. This made our professor a bit tensed. So our professor went to the bell room to see what was wrong. And there it was, the bell man’s neck was been slit, and his body was filled with blood oozing out. Seeing that she screamed her way back towards the classroom. Everyone on the floor got alerted by the scream. As our professor was about to the shut the door closed, the professor in the next classroom came by to see what was the chaos all about. When our professor told him about the bell-man’s situation, he went straight to his classroom and shut the door from out, and then with a calm mind, he made his way safely to the bell room to warn everyone else. He rang the bell thrice, and there they came,...